Heretic Anthem

                                  I'm a popstar threat and I'm not dead yet 

Got a super dred bet with an angel drug head

Like a dead beat winner, I want to be a sinner

An idolized bang for the industry killer

A hideous man that you don't understand

Throw a suicide party and I'm guaranteed to fucking snap

I'm supersonic, its pornoholic

Breakdowns, obscenities its all I want to be



If you're 555, then I'm 666

If your 555, I'm 666

(whats it like to be a heretic?)



Everybody's so infatuated 

Everybody's so completely sure of what we are

Everybody defamates from miles away

But face to face they haven't got a thing to say

I bleed for this and I bleed for you 

Still you look at my face like I'm somebody new

Toy- nobody wants anything I've got 

Which is fine because your made of 

Everything-I'm-not



If you're 555, then I'm 666

If you're 555, I'm 666

(whats it like to be a heretic?)



Thirty seconds, sixteen, eight, four, lemme tell you why

I haven't the slightest, I'm teaching your brightest

They're listening, clamoring

All the money in the world can't buy me 

Go ahead, lie to me

Tell me again how you're tortured 

I want to know how you fallowed your orders so well

Your full of shit

You had a dream, but this ain't it



If you're 555, then I'm 666

If you're 555, I'm 666

(What's it like to be a heretic?)